Author Topic: Dear Abuser  (Read 11312 times)

Anonymous

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Dear Abuser
« on: February 23, 2005, 04:33:00 PM »
Dear Abuser:

You have hurt me.  You have caused me great pain and suffering and turmoil.  You have wrecked so much in my life.  You have caused me to lose part of myself.  You have silenced me by being bigger, louder, stronger, more cruel, more of a liar, more sneaky, smarter, conniving, a trickster, a con, by gossiping and spreading slime, by convincing others of your truth, by dragging me into the abys with your steal claws, your teeth bared and your firey eyes gleaming with enjoyment.  You are mean and nasty and jealous and full of hate.  You are a liar and a thief.

You terrify me.  You are so sick.  You are so very, very lost and fragile and parts of you are so very human and obviously messed up.  Those aren't the parts that scare me though, it's your vacant parts that infuse me with fear.  The stuff that's missing from your soul that allows you to behave like a leech without any thought whatsoever to my loss of blood.  The fact that you can repeat your stuff over and over and over and over with such gusto and while perfecting what you do, each time, becoming more and more adept at your games, your tricks, your blood sucking leeching... is frightening because I cannot tell when or where or how it will ever end, or who will be your next victim, or why there is no way to stop you.

But there isn't.  I know that.  I have to accept it.  I have to live with it.  I have to go on, regardless of your venum spewing tactics and your life draining ploys.  There is no way to stop you.  And you will never stop yourself, will you?

And what really gets me is how perfectly you make yourself appear while extracting each drop of blood.  How incidiously you have done it, for years and years and how easily I let you away with it!  You are right.  You are perfect.  You are perfect at what you do.  I doubt there is a way to improve on that.  No one else could do a better job than you.  No one else could possibly be more convincing, more lovable-looking while stealing life force with such perfection!  I must remind myself to forgive me for lettiing you do that.  For not detecting it.  I am in no way nearly, or partially, as perfect at such things, or their detection.....as you are.  You're so it.

I want to rip your teeth from your head.  I want to pull your claws out.  I want to strip your costume away and let the world see your naked raw pathetic shallowness, your falsehood, every twisted word, every fake inch of you, every wicked twisted part.  It's the anger that makes me want to expose you.  The anger.....that drives such thoughts.  Anger.  So much of it.  Not enough though.....to fill me with hate.

And I feel sorry for you.  I really do.  And so I can't feel angry for long because I know in my mind that you are truly a sick puppy.  You are really not responsible for the way you are.  You did not cause it or choose it.  You are the victim of something else that is not your doing.  But at the same time.....I know you have made choices.....it's just that whatever sick, ill, diseased thing that drives you is in charge.....and I feel such pity for such a powerless, clueless, heartless person.  You can't stop yourself, can you?  You just can't.....so you think....so you believe.....so you just continue to act like a snake.

Pity.  Guilt for feeling angry with your sickness.  Giant anger.  Round and round.  Over and over.  Some days are better than others.  Some days I forget entirely about you.  Some days I go on with my life as if you never existed.  Some days I feel no pain at all.  I am able to completely block it.  It's not there.  It's gone.  It's over.  I can't erase it but I can ignor it.  Or I can release it a little at a time.  Like now.  What you did to me has no power on those days.   What you do to me has no power on those days.

But on other days........I want to scream.  I want to wring your kneck.  I want to hide some place.   I want to end the pain and the hurt and the anger and the guilt and the stupid pity.  I want to go over to your house and throw eggs at your windows.  I want to put banana peels where you walk.  I want to lay glass under the tires of your car.  I want to agrivate you.  Irritate you.  Cause you inconvenience.  Upset your equilibrium...or what appears to be your equilibrium.  I want to drain your energy the way you have drained mine.  I want to break your spirit like you've broken mine.  I want to give you some of your own medicine and see you squirm, for a change.  And then I feel frustrated for wanting that because I know it won't do any good.  For you or for me.  It won't do any good.

You haven't done anything wrong, right?  You have nothing to be sorry for.  You are unaware of how much you hurt, how much you destroy.  You aren't capable of imagining yourself in that light.  You are just perfect and IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII am the one who is f*(*&^%$%^$#'d up!!!

And you've convinced the world that it is so.  And you will keep your campaign going until you thinkkkkkkkkkkk of something more enjoyable to do.  Won't you?

And I will have to accept it and move away from what you do, from what you generate, from what you try to infuse, from what you try so hard to create.  I am soooooooo lucky!  Because I am notttttt like you.  I can do exactly that and I am doing it......a bit at a time.....on some days......and on more and more days, as the days go by.  And sooooooooon.........you will just be a sad thought, a weak memory, a half-forgotten series of events that fade and fade, as time passes.   I hope you miraculously heal.  I hope you are cured some day.  I hope you will see the light and change the way you behave.  That's the best I can hope for and it's what separates me from you by such a great, wide, deep chasm.

Anonymous

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Dear Abuser
« Reply #1 on: February 23, 2005, 04:39:15 PM »
That is the perfect expression of having one of these "things" in your life. I have nothing to add, but God bless you whoever you are.

longtire

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Dear Abuser
« Reply #2 on: February 23, 2005, 04:52:24 PM »
Amen.

Can I frame this?
longtire

- The only thing that was ever really wrong with me was that I used to think there was something wrong with *me*.  :)

Anonymous

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Dear Abuser
« Reply #3 on: February 23, 2005, 04:53:14 PM »
Thankyou and I hope God agrees.

I'm GFN..... for all it matters.

Anonymous

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Dear Abuser
« Reply #4 on: February 23, 2005, 04:55:40 PM »
hahahahahahahah......Longtire!   :D  Don't make me laugh at a time like this!!

Frame it and take it to the gallery.

Tell them you've found the most explicit piece of work!!  Or is that....experienced it?? :?

heehee

GFN

longtire

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Dear Abuser
« Reply #5 on: February 23, 2005, 05:11:19 PM »
I just love it when someone puts into words how I feel!  I love the imagery and the poetry!  I love the Truth.  God bless you for having to feel this way.  God bless you for giving voice to what I feel.
longtire

- The only thing that was ever really wrong with me was that I used to think there was something wrong with *me*.  :)

mum

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Dear Abuser
« Reply #6 on: February 23, 2005, 05:26:40 PM »
whoever you are....exquisite!...
Thanks for reminding us to acknowledge our pain as we move through it.

Anonymous

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Dear Abuser
« Reply #7 on: February 23, 2005, 06:15:13 PM »
Dear Longtire:

God bless you for calling my words poetry and imagry.  They feel like poison being expelled and clensing.  God bless you for loving the truth And God bless you for having to feel this way and having to recognize it .

GFN

Anonymous

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Dear Abuser
« Reply #8 on: February 23, 2005, 06:19:38 PM »
Quote
exquisite!...


Too generous Mum.

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Thanks for reminding us to acknowledge our pain as we move through it.


Is that what it is?  It just feels like I'm drowning in it and needing to blow enough bubbles and kick hard, gasp for air, and bob up and down like that, but at least I'm not sunk.

I guess I'm moving through it....toward some shore...but it sure is hard going against such rough waters.

GFN

Guest_NewDay

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Dear Abuser
« Reply #9 on: February 23, 2005, 06:54:19 PM »
Thank you, thank you, thank you!!  

You won't believe this, but this afternoon I have been composing letters in my head b/c I have been at a low ebb and feeling so powerless over my feelings.    Then I come on here and read your post.  Geezus, you are a blanking genius!!!  I can't thank you enough.  

I am sorry for your pain, I truly am.  But I want you to know how much you have helped me by writing this post.   Thank you soooo much!!!!!

Terry

mum

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Dear Abuser
« Reply #10 on: February 23, 2005, 08:06:23 PM »
GFN (you are the author, correct?)
I need to read your letter AGAIN and scream!
I am SOOOO  angry!
I just got off the phone with my lawyer.  I know she was giving me straightforward, honest advice, but how could the world be soooo wrong?    
It appears that my ex has all the cards, for if my children were to speak out against seeing him soo  much, he/his attorney will very likely accuse me of parental alienation syndrome.  I know I cannot speak for them but now things are such in family courts here that children cannot even speak for themselves.  Once my daughter did insist (to her dad and stepmom) on coming over to my house when she was sick, on her dad's "time"and she was treated rather brutally (not physical, but the kind that won't leave marks).  I told my attorney I would love to have that and like stories exposed, and she said, "I'd hate to see you waste your money going through all this,  because we know he lies, even on the stand.  He may just deny it happened.  And if the kids speak out against him to a judge (which they are terrified to do), and since it is so close to your losing your case to move.....he/his attorney will most likely accuse you of brainwashing your children out of bitterness and a vendetta."
I actually happen to know a woman who was accused of that by the very law firm my ex uses....so they are well versed in this twisted tactic.  Although neither parent gets to "speak" for a child in court, this latest disgusting trend in family courts actually gives the non custodial parent a voice, and effectively mutes the custodial parent AND the children.
How can his lawyer call herself a mother!  She is heartless, a perfect match for him.

NOW I want to rage and rant!  Picture 3 people, completely at the mercy of a heartless, self involved infant, who has the blessings of the courts to gag his own children.  THAT is my children's life!  They are old enough to speak up, but under 18, so they are NON people in this current climate!

I WILL feel this fully and when I am done.....I will let it go (maybe not right this second)......let go........not allow him to also have power over my mind and spirit.  And yes, GFN, that is what seperates us from them... I will find happiness in this pain.......and remember this:
HE IS IN HELL FOREVER!
Okay, I feel better.  I have already started to drop it.  Nothing has changed....so I will.

Anonymous

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Dear Abuser
« Reply #11 on: February 23, 2005, 08:10:06 PM »
GFN,
Mum was not too generous. It is a rare writer who can put down EXACTLY what he or she feels. It is even rarer to put down what others feel. Your words pierced right to the heart of what it is to be bulldozed by an N. Cathartic is the best word for it. It lets us know there are kindred spirits out there.

You said "Thank you and I hope God agrees"
God is love. You are crying out in pain and rage at the betrayal of love. I think it is a pretty safe bet He agrees.

God bless.

Anonymous

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Dear Abuser
« Reply #12 on: February 23, 2005, 08:20:57 PM »
:cry:  :cry:  :cry:  :cry:

Tears of understanding, Terry, of knowing such pain.

Tears of utter frustration and anger, Mum, the sob, I hope he rots!!!

And tears of feeling understood, Guest, and heard.

Thankyou all.

GFN

Anonymous

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Dear Abuser
« Reply #13 on: February 23, 2005, 08:42:53 PM »
mum,
Your last post put tears in my eyes and I'm a guy.  What a world! I just pray your kids and you stay strong. It is small comfort I know but remember  the only thing worse than being the victim of one of these hyenas is actually being one yourself. You have the love of a mother and he has a hole where his soul is supposed to be.

Anonymous

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Dear Abuser
« Reply #14 on: February 23, 2005, 09:15:42 PM »
GFN

Bravo!  I agree with everything except "smarter".

Thanks for putting that down in words.  I am going to cut and paste it and let my hubby read it b/c he has been through so much stress involving X N as well.

Mum, as far as PAS goes I think the kids can say negative things against Dad as long as they have legitimate reasons and can clearly spell them out to a third party.  Generally, red flags are raised when then children say, "I hate Dad" or "I don't want to go to Dad's house" and they don't have any specific reason for it.  I think if they have detailed descriptions of inappropriate/negative situations then they are more likely to be taken seriously.  But I know where your lawyer is coming from too.  In my opinion this whole PAS stuff is a bunch of nonsense created by a bunch of liberals.  Remember, just my opinion and sorry if you happen to be a liberal but that has been my experience thus far.  :wink: